Quotes About Contrast

There was a moment of silence. Something velvety brushed along the walls of his mind. A caress. The beauty of it was in such stark contrast to the ugliness of the torment he suffered. He felt her there with him.

Draden drank in his surroundings with both appreciation and sorrow. The beautiful path led to a village that should have been thriving. Instead, it was now a path to certain death.

She hadn't expected the intamacy of his voice in her head. It had a smoothness to it that gave way now and then to gravel.

He thought about her laughter. The sunshine. He lived in a dark place. Just listening to the sound of her voice took him out of it.

Breezy laughed and the sound went through him the way it often did, lighting his world. She sounded bright and happy and she shed that light on him. She took him right out of the violence, the blood and death and vile world he lived in to draw into the sunshine with her.

You are such a baby when it comes to me. I see you all rough and tough when you're scaring everyone around you with your bad-boy image and you fall apart because I'm in pain.

You look like an innocent angel, Shylah, but you kiss like fucking sin.

Dahlia felt the cabin was growing smaller with each introduction. Each man stood tall with wide shoulders and bulky muscles. She felt ridiculous standing near them.

Daß er aussichtsreiche Positionen in der Programmindustrie gegen die Ruinen und Weiden Horse Islands getauscht hatte, war vielleicht dem einfachen Umstand zuzuschreiben, daß ihn die meisten Grenzen empörten – es sei denn, sie hatten die Gestalt eines Strandes.

He looked as incongruous as a rose in a bowl of brussels sprouts.

It takes sour to make the good all that much sweeter.

How could you begin to explain London? A city once the color of tobacco and carrots, now chalky stone and angled steel, but vivid chimney pots can still be glimpsed between slivers of rain-specked glass. Nine billion pounds' worth of Christmas bonuses have just been spent in the city's square mile.

Bryant wanted to be outside digging up corpses and chasing (as much as his bad leg would allow) unscrupulous but fiendishly brilliant villains through the back alleys of the city. Instead he was meeting a clerk about forgotten bits of paperwork.

I wouldn't like to find out my GP was messing about with black magic. It would be like discovering that your bank manager was also a stand-up comic.

Bryant ambled. In Paris he would have been a boulevardier, a flâneur, but in London, a city that no longer had time for anything but making money, he was just slow and in the way.

You can't pour a pint of bitter into a cocktail glass.

The clouds of night opened like ink blossoming in water.

It sounds like something you'd find in a pack of tarot cards. Or a Robert Louis Stevenson novel. Certainly not London in the twenty-first century.' 'That's the thing about the backstreets of Bloomsbury. They've barely changed in hundreds of years. They'll probably be the same long after—

If you are winter, then I am spring

Laughter can be the most affirming and uniquely human sound,and also the most sinister and animalistic one.

and showed him to be a villa-dwelling dependent and not an ascetic cave-dwelling guerrilla.

Science combines a massive contribution, in volume and detail, of what we do know with humility in proclaiming what we don't. Religion, by embarrassing contrast, has contributed literally zero to what we know, combined with huge hubristic confidence in the alleged facts it has simply made up.

To dwell in love with saints above— Oh that will be glory! But to dwell below with saints we know— Ah! That's a different story!

This feature of Israelite law stands in sharp contrast to many ancient law codes where certain thefts by certain people were punishable by death. Indeed, it contrasts with British law until fairly recent times (people were hanged for sheep-stealing in Britain until the nineteenth century). On the other hand, as mentioned above, theft of a person for gain (kidnapping) was a capital offence in Israel (21:16; Deut. 24:7). Stealing a human life was different from stealing property.